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@troublesomemix dramione based on that fanfic!
Draco truly wanted to be different. Do things differently, change the way people reacted to the Malfoy name. But for all of it he needed money. His father unexpected passing had helped his mother and he to gain sympathy from the purebloods, having turned at the end of war had helped with the muggleborns and even Potter had helped with that.
Putting the foundation together was the least he could do. He was actually proud of it; he was the first thing he was truly proud of. He had also started darkening his hair, wearing muggle tailored suits (they had wonderful tailors the muggles) and had somewhat reached a level of camaraderie with Potter he found almost a little disturbing at times, as if tehy could've been friends if only they would've done things differently.
His job helped too. But if he wanted to keep the foundation and the manor he had to marry, secure the malfoy money before his birthday by ways of acquiring a wife. A witch wife of course, pureblood preferably (not that he had a thing for muggleborns or even muggles in his adult years, his mother could never find out about that particular proclivity of his).
Astoria was married now. There was Pansy, his best friend who would do anything for him. That was going to work, it was a marriage of convenience and could be sold as 'friends who realized that had feelings'.
Unfortunately, Pansy had just backed out because she had fallen in llove, the little shit. And now he was wifeless ten days from his birthday. He could live with what he made from work, he could even support his mother but the Foundation wouldn't survive without it.
And speaking of the foundation, the muggleborn of all muggleborns had made an appointment with him. She wanted money of course, everyone wanted money from him what else could she possibly want from him? Certainly not his friendship or anything remotely in that vicinity.
He was not at his finest head wise when she was eacorted inside his office. She looked great, in a naughty librarian way (the muggle movie the mummy had done things to him when he was a young boy and he was still not over it it seemed).
"Granger. To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"
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there was a reason mia was alexa's go-to girl. things were so easy with her. they'd been doing this for a while, and so mia knew just what she wanted and how she wanted it. everything from what clothes alexa liked her to wear on their nights together, to how she liked mia to take them off while she watched, smirking. not least in importance, though, was that mia could hold her own in alexa's circles, rubbing shoulders with local elites and business leaders with graceful ease. tonight would be just such a night, and alexa was more than glad to have mia by her side for the fundraiser gala. "you know," alexa chuckled lightly, helping mia inside the sleek, black towncar, "i wasn't too excited before, but i definitely am now. it feels like it's been far too long since i've seen you." as her driver pulled them away from the curb and back into traffic, alexa raised her brow at her date, teasing yet affectionate. "did you like your most recent little gift?" another girl in mia's line of work might have visited a pawn shop within minutes of receiving an elaborately boxed anal plug studded with very real diamonds, but alexa knew she had nothing to worry about like that with mia.
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It was simple, really. smiling in front of the camera's, making sure that her ring was on show every time a flash went off. regardless of her personal grievances, their personal grievances at least, she could act the part. partially to fulfill their deal, mainly because gabriel doubted her ability. it was wonderful what one could achieve out of spite. she needed a little more help if she was going to get through the night without knocking her fiance out or yelling at him in public. though it sounded good, it would only make things worse. spotting a waiter, she grabbed two glasses off his platter. it didn't pass her that she might need both, but it wouldn't look good. for either of them. going back to him, she handed a flute to gabriel, before hooking her arm around his. "now we socialize, i suppose."
" well i don't know about you, but me personally?? i think i'd go burn their house down. but like i said, that's just me, " || @troublesomemix
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All eyes were on her all day, it was only right ( about damn time ) that it was only his eyes now. The stare was heated, and Gabriel would not tear his eyes away. He had been staring all day at his new wife in all her splendor. But even so, he had been holding back. Knowing damn well, that if he reflected some of his thoughts onto his face it was sure to be picked up. His sister Charlotte would actually be the first to notice. Gabriel had no doubts of that. His mother would no doubt pick out something to ask him to reel in. It was a royal wedding after all, there were still expectations to uphold. And the last thing he needed was for someone in the audience to make assumptions about what was going on in his brain. They probably wouldn’t be that far off, but Gabriel still didn’t want them to know. All of a sudden, the feelings he used not to care about putting on display seemed overly private, and he wanted to keep them that way. At least for tonight. On a night when it was just about the two of them. By now his pupils were widely blown, and his chest and inhaled a little sharply. Give him something to pace himself a little bit, he started to remove his tie. A slow movement that he could do without watching, which was good, because he still refused to stop looking at Dany. “ I’ve shared you all day. No more for today. ” It was their wedding night after all.
The day could not have gone any better, from the ceremony, traditional dances, food, announcements, every single moment was beyond perfect. There was barely a moment that the two of them were alone and when it was after a few minutes they were interrupted by all their friends or some celebrity they knew and a dozen photos being taken.
As happy as she was about being smothered, the only person she wanted to be smothered by was Gabriel and now the two of them were off to their penthouse suit to commence the end of their beautiful day. With a quick heated kiss he parted from him and eased herself onto the edge of the bed, her eyes roaming over every inch of his body as he pulled away his tie without breaking eye contact with her. Gabriel's gaze alone set fire to her core. "As I have shared you, husband." Dany muttered back, peeling the beautiful veil full of jewels from her head and set it aside. "All I want now is you, us.... Just us and everything that comes with it." Her eyes purposely followed the lines of his body, head to toe, drinking in every detail of him as if he would disappear if she so much as blinked. The silent air between them was full of tension, different to it had ever been before, perhaps being husband and wife made a difference. But the words he spoke to her were like poetry, I want to fill every part of you, breathe the air from your lungs and leave my handprints on your soul God the man her was... A year ago Dany never would have thought he was capable. "If this dress wasn't so important I would have you tear it from my body." Dany pulled more jewels from her hair. "Get. this. off. me."
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"i'll have, mmm… fries and a blowjob, for an appetizer. fries crispy, blowjob sloppy." putting down the menu, ariana smirked a little at the tiny brunette that was her waitress. "still deciding on the rest, but i might need to order a piece of this ass, too…" it was a bold touch to reach under lucy's skirt and grab a handful of the girl's ass cheek for a squeeze, but ariana didn't even hesitate. this restaurant was always on her list whenever she traveled through here; the food was actually great, but the free use wait staff were definitely the real draw.
A blast from the past when Adrienne saw them again. They still had the same pearly smile that had her weak in the knees and she hated how they still did it for her. “Sometimes, I really wish that I could hate you. I’ve tried but that’s just something I can’t do.” ( @troublesomemix )